Jungkook POV

I look at myself in the long mirror. Today is the day that we bury our baby. I struggle to tie my tie. "Here." Abby says and walks in front of me. She's wearing a black dress. Nothing fancy. Her hair was pulled back in a simple but elegant low bun. She had no expression as she did my tie. "Thank you.." I whisper. She pulls my coat closed and smooths it with her hands. "I... I don't think I can do this." She whispers. I furrow my eyebrows.

"Its okay. I'm here with you. Everyone is here with you." She looks up at me, tears filled her eyes, making her pupils look bigger. I press my lips against hers. She wraps her arms around my neck. "Ma ma. I am ready!" I hear Bella. We both look at her. We chuckle. She was wearing her Halloween costume we bought her, its a princess dress. "No baby.. How about the dress we bought you yesterday? That dress it cute." Abigail suggests as she walks over to her.

"No no dats boring" Bella says. "Please baby. Go put it on." Abigail begs sounding frustrated. And I think Bella can sense it because of the way she reacted. "Okay mommy." She walks back out of the room. Abby turns towards me. "You look beautiful." I say. A small grin spreads on her face then quickly goes away. "I know..." I walk up to her. "Its hard. But just remember that its hard for me too." She stares into my eyes making my heart pound.

I caress her cheek and lift her chin. "I love you Abigail. And I will always.. Always be here with you. Forever." She pulls me into a hug. And I hug her back. "I love you too Jungkook.." She says. "I done getting dressed" we turn and our little Rose is in her black dress. "You look beautiful baby." Abigail says as she walks over to her and picks her up. "Da da you look like a prince" Bella says. I smile.

"You're my little princess." I say as Abigail places her on our bed and starts to do her hair. Bella looked just like Abigail. Natural pink cheeks, light brown hair, big brown eyes. Bella is going through this faze where she likes princesses and her favorite one is Cinderella, so she always likes her hair in a bun and likes to put on a blue head band. Bella smiles at me, showing off all her teeth. "I am Cinderella pa pa." She says. I chuckle. "Yes Bella... You are."

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The casket, so small, white. We chose white because we felt that it shows pureness. I stand there for a bit, staring at the closed casket that held my baby that I never held, never physically showed love to. I'll never see them grow up... The bells in the church ring and I walk over to Abigail who is sitting in the front row. The whole church is filled. Most are women from Abby's support group.

Others are my family members, Abby's family members, my group members.

"Good morning church" the priest says. "Morning" everyone says. How can he say 'good morning'? when it's not good. Ugh.. I'm just being cranky because I don't really want to be doing this. I don't want to be burring my child I'd rather be holding them. There's that saying parents say. 'Have your child bury you, don't ever bury your child'

"Today, we ask God, to bless your souls that have been broken. For him to take this pure soul and guide him/her to the gates of heaven if he already hasn't." I feel Abby grab my hand and I tighten the grip. "God, you have received a new Angel in your heavens, and his/her name is.." The priest looks down at the paper.

"Angel. They have been taken away from their mother and father to be with you dear God. To follow in your foot steps until they meet their parents once again. Which will be the first time they meet at all." Its quiet.

"God. This child is pure, and unknowing of the love they missed out on. Dear God, understand that this child will never see the sun light, never be held by their mother and father. Never grow up with their sibling... Never have its first steps. Its first words, first mistake, first day of school. Dear God, forgive us for blaming you for taking this child out of grasp. Forgive us for worrying about your doings. Bless our souls and strength to love again Oh Gracious Lord." He pauses.

"And I understand that the father of the child has something to say." The priest looks at me. I look at Abby and she let's go of my hand and nods as her eyes hide behind pitch black sunglasses. I stand up and walk over to the podium. The priest pats my back. I adjust my glasses and peer out to all the people who had come. "I'd like to say thank you, to all of you that had come today, to give your condolences to my wife and I."

I look down at my shaking hands. "I... I know." My voice cracks and I feel my eyes burning. "Its hard. To want such being that never really... Began to live life... A child I never held." I look up and I see Abby breaking down in the front row. "My wife and I had decided to give the name Angel to our child because.. " I look at the casket. "Its pretty self explanatory... Our child is now an Angel. An Angel that watches over us now in heaven." I look back at the church.

"Thank you so much again for coming and giving your support to our family it really means a lot from the bottom of our heart we thank you." I nod my head and walk back to my seat. "Now may we have a moment of silence for our Angel to hear our hearts, and for God to bless our souls." Its quiet. I hear sniffles echo in the church. "Now we will be transferring the casket to where the burial will be taking place." I stand up and so does Jimin.

We pick up the small casket and head out of the church. The sun was bright. We walk over to the burial area. We place the casket on the machine that lowers it into the hole. Everyone gathers around. "May we say our last goodbyes to our Little Angel." The priest says. Bella runs over to me and I pick her up. Abby pulls me close. "Good bye my little Angel.." Abby says. She touches the casket, she kisses it. "Mommy...." Her voice cracks. "Mommy will always love you."

I pull her close and she cries. "Good bye little brother." I hear Bella say. Abby and I look at her from behind our glasses. "B how do you know the baby is a boy?" Abby asks. "Because he told me." She says. "Bella... Its " she looks at me. "No Dada its true. He told me when I was sleeping in my bed " my eyes water, could she be telling the truth? "He says that he loves you two very much. And that.." She stops and touches her small chin.

"Oh! He says that he wishes that he would have met you. Cause I told him how awesome you are." She says. I hear Abby crying. "Thank you Bella." I say kissing her cheek. I then realize... I would have had a son.

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